"Ok chill with the sand, Anakin," Dylan said with a playful eyeroll. "Sand only sucks if you're trying to have sex on it, otherwise it's a mild inconvenience at best. Piano's cool, though. Don't be sad about missing your shot with the Muppets - I heard Gonzo does blow backstage before every show and Miss Piggy is a total diva." She grinned, leaning back and sipping more of her drink. "Let me know when you're ready for a refill, by the way."
"It's weird to think we've lived at least part of our lives and never once met in the city, and yet here we are," she continued, an irrepressible twinkle in her eye. "You could say it's... a small, small world."